|here we are, featuring a creeper|
That feathered Native American headdress turned out beautifully, and I love my mom for being so enthusiastic about making it. I wore it Saturday to K’s house with a navy fairisle sweater and wool shorts – not very true to character, but wine drinking didn’t call for fussiness. I plan to wear it again, as a shrunken capelet or a gigantic and fabulous collar.
Onward, to November!
Blue Hill at Stone Barns